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Chapter 224 Huang Xiaoming's Wedding
"I……"

Looking at Aunt Huang who rushed out of the door, Fang Jing was speechless, with such aura, those who didn't know it thought he was the one who borrowed the money.

"Hey! There will be less contact with this kind of relatives in the future. You don't know how many people have borrowed money during this period of time. Fang Hui blocked them all."

"I said you are making a lot of money now, why didn't you buy a house in Shanghai?"

"No money." Fang Jing spread his hands, "All of his net worth is invested in the new drama, and he only has a few million on his body, which is almost a million for my dad's mess on the construction site. Entertainment expenses, not much money."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Your expenses are really corrupt. How many millions of dollars are spent so easily, how many scientists can't make so much money in a lifetime."

Fang Jing didn't talk back, and let Xu Li preach. In fact, this is wrong. There are not many poor scientists, and they don't know how much a project costs.

If the scientists a few decades ago were poor Thaksin, the conditions were like that at that time, for the country and the people, relying on a belief.Few are looking for money.

But now those who can become scientists are at least starting with a Ph.D. It is easy for colleges to be postgraduate tutors, and companies to have projects under their name.

Some have dividends, and some have tens of millions a year.

Besides, the fields are different, and there is no comparison between scientists and artists.

"Mr. Xu, don't the students in No. [-] Middle School buy insurance?" Fang Jing asked suddenly,

Tens of dollars a year, if Li Guilan's family had insurance this time, such a thing would not have happened.

"No!" Xu Li shook her head, "The money is not much, but some families still can't give it."

The poverty in the surrounding countryside is beyond ordinary people's imagination. For mountain people with an annual income of more than 2000 yuan, the insurance of dozens of yuan is enough for a family for a week.

Moreover, most people have little interest in insurance, thinking that there has never been any accident in their life, so buying insurance is completely unnecessary.

Wrong money, this is the original words of the older generation.

"The school tried to buy it before, but it was rejected during the parent-teacher meeting." Xu Li said with a smile: "Your father didn't agree either."

"Why don't you just buy it! I'll pay for it, and it's not much. Every student will buy one copy."

Fang Jing tried to do the math. There were tens of dollars per person, and the whole school was only tens of thousands of yuan. It was worth a hundred thousand yuan. Not much, not enough for him to sing a song.

A little matter within one's ability, help as much as you can, take it from the people and use it for the people.

Xu Li opened her eyes wide and said with a smile, "Okay! I'll go to the school leader after the National Day is over. It's a good thing."

"Some time ago, during a home visit, I found out that the place where the students live is remote, and the mountain roads are rugged, and accidents are easy to happen. It is safer to buy insurance, so that if something happens, the house and land will not be sold."

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Hundreds of thousands is not a small amount. Fang Jing, who originally wanted to stay for two more days, hurried back to the capital.

It took a day to answer two announcements, and then called Xu Li as soon as the money was in hand.

Huang Xiaoming's wedding invited most of the entertainment industry, from first-tier to second-tier, directors to singers, thousands of people, and Wang Jinhua was also invited, so I stopped by Fangjing Studio to see and go with him.

During this period of time, Fang Jing has helped her make money a lot. Many advertisers and directors are willing to cooperate with him, and a lot of variety shows are offered as an olive branch. The prospects are bright.

"Your environment is okay, it's just that there are few people and it's a bit cold..."

Accompanied by Yang Ning, Wang Jinhua visited the studio. When he first came in, he felt deserted. There were only three or five people. But when he walked in, he found a single room in the back room. There were more than 20 people sitting in two rows facing each other. .

Those who didn't know thought it was an Internet cafe playing games.

Yang Ning smiled proudly: "The Propaganda Department, they manage 20 marketing accounts with [-] people. As long as I think about it, they can guide and create a topic of public opinion for tens of millions of people in minutes."

"Many directors seek our cooperation for film promotion and artist public relations whitewashing. The one time is as low as 80 million, and as much as 500 million."

It is no exaggeration to say that the income of a publicity department is completely equal to the income of second-tier artists, but their role is even greater.

In the Internet age, the pressure of public opinion on the Internet is terrifying, and a small wind can set off a tsunami. I don't know how many artists are planted in the hands of ordinary netizens.

You are not afraid of one person boycotting you, how about one hundred thousand, one million?Word of mouth has collapsed, which merchant is willing to cooperate with you, which director dares to use you?

Water can carry a boat as well as capsize it. Now Yang Ning has a golden hoe in her hand, and she can draw water wherever she digs.

"You two sisters are amazing. I heard that Sisi also has a group of people who specialize in marketing accounts. How much do you invest a month?"

"At the beginning of the year, it was 70 million a month, and it was more than a million. Now it is not a problem to earn 300 million a month."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Wang Jinhua admired, "It's a pity that you are a manager, you should go to the public relations department."

"These are all Fang Jing's ideas. He insisted on developing a marketing account. I don't have that much money."

Fang Jing had just debuted at the beginning of the year, and he dared to spend so much money every month to support a bunch of seemingly useless people for so long, this courage should not be underestimated.

At first, Yang Ning thought he was crazy, but as the public relations incidents were settled quietly, the importance of the publicity team gradually became more prominent, until now it is irreplaceable.

"It's a pity that the timing is a bit late, otherwise I would also like to form a batch of marketing accounts." Wang Jinhua shook her head enviously.

Maintaining an account is not so easy. The novice period is a few months, and then slowly develop fans, add v certification, operate, and change the marketing account after more than 10 followers. This step by step is too much investment.

Now on the market, all self-media with more than [-] followers have cooperation, and there are very few people like Yang Ning who can set up [-] marketing accounts for their own use.

Ordinary artists don’t have this kind of team. If something happens, they can only buy trending searches and hot topics on various platforms. A PR is several million, and no top-line artist spends less than ten million on this each year.

As an ace manager, Wang Jinhua wiped the buttocks of the first-line artists under her for a year, several million at a time, several million at a time, and the number of times she couldn't stand it was too many, and her heart ached after a long time.

"Sister Hua, what is this called? In the future, you can tell me if you have something to do, but if you are familiar with it, you will still be given money. At most, I will give you a discount."

"Hahaha! I'll give you a discount on your legs."

……

Putting on a casual suit and leather shoes, Fang Jing came to the studio and went to Huang Xiaoming's wedding with Wang Jinghua.

"How much is your gift?" Wang Jinhua asked in the car.

"3344, good luck."

Naturally, what Fang Jing gave was not more than 3000, but more than 30. If there is too little, he can't afford it, and if there is too much, he feels that his affection is not that far.

"It's too little, I'll give you some more, 60."

"Sister Hua, no need, I have money."

"It's okay, if you say I'll give it, I'll give it to you, follow me later, and I'll show you someone."

"Okay, thank you, Miss Hua."

60 is 60. Since Wang Jinhua said so, she must have her reasons, Fang Jing did not refuse.

The important thing is that Wang Jinhua will take him to recognize someone later.

The entertainment industry is also divided into mountains, and it is difficult to move forward without the cover of a big boss. In the future, he will also have a school, and he will no longer be a loner.

(End of this chapter)